Home is not a tall building but a poem "home". The second part of this poem says that the world doesn't belong to me, such as this busy and flying tall building, and the world doesn't belong to me, such as some tickets printed in various Chinese or foreign languages and books with different national emblems. However, there are still some things that can belong to you, such as the mushrooming under your old eaves. Although they have nothing to do with you, they belong to you. For example, the green wheat in the field. Although it is not as prosperous as the city, it is quiet and peaceful, with blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, grains and simple villagers. Such a beautiful scenery is really desirable. This is home.
Poetry is a literary genre that expresses feelings and wishes. It is a literary genre with a certain rhythm and rhythm, which vividly expresses the author's rich emotions in highly concise language and reflects the social life in a concentrated way.
"Preface to Mao Poetry" records: "Poets have aspirations. Have ambition in your heart and speak like a poem. " Yan Yu's Poems on Canglang in the Southern Song Dynasty said that "poets chant temperament". There is only one art expressed in words: poetry.